Chapter 137 Ascetic Monk

The terrain of the Falling Dragon Mountains is dangerous and rugged.

On the fifth day, even though the horse had calmed down and offered to let Huo Feng ride, Huo Feng refused.

The current road is not only narrow and low, but also extremely dangerous, with a deep abyss next to it. Even though he knew that he didn't have to worry about falling off the horse when sitting on the horse, he didn't want to scare himself and chose to walk.

This naturally attracted another round of sneers from the horse.

However, after Huo Feng reshaped his heart of Taoism, his face became thicker. The ridicule of the horse had no effect on him at all.

The group continued to shuttle through the mountains. On the sixth day, when they saw that they had walked more than half of the mountain road and were about to walk out of the core area full of iron chain bridges, they actually saw the mountain Kun that Huo Feng mentioned.

It was in the morning, and the morning mist shrouded the mountains, making the already foggy Falling Dragon Mountains even more hazy.

When crossing an iron chain bridge between two mountains, Lu Heng and his group suddenly heard a long and sad cry echoing in the mountains.

The desolate cry seemed to be filled with the vicissitudes of life and sorrow, making people subconsciously want to stop and listen.

Then, the mist in the mountain surged, and a huge black shadow spanned the sky and flew over Lu Heng and his team.

The huge and broad belly, and the fins that appeared and disappeared in the mist, were a terrifyingly large whale.

However, looking closely, this huge beast was somewhat different from a whale.

As Lu Heng watched in amazement, the giant beast named Shanzhong Kun wandered in the mist, and its huge body turned nimbly. It seemed that it was not in the cliffs of the mountain, but in the deep sea.

As it moved and turned, the mist was pushed away, which was spectacular.

And this spectacular and magical scene, even the cold-tempered Xiao Ai couldn't help but widen her eyes and slightly open her mouth, and was shocked.

Although she had heard Huo Feng say that Shanzhong Kun was extraordinary, hearing about it and seeing it with her own eyes were two completely different experiences.

Behind Lu Heng and the others, a long sigh of emotion sounded at this time.

"All living beings, ups and downs in the sea of ​​suffering... Alas... It's a pity, it's a pity."

This sudden sigh made Lu Heng stunned for a moment.

Everyone turned around and found that there was a thin figure behind them.

Wrapped in a yellow and rough cloth, his messy hair was like a bird's nest, covered with dust. There was no fat on his skinny body, he was so skinny that his ribs could be clearly seen.

The wooden stick in his hand was a dead branch picked up from the roadside.

A rag bag was slung diagonally on his shoulder, which was the most common dress of an ascetic monk.

In Lu Heng's understanding, there was no Buddhist Buddha in this world, but there were ascetic monks.

These ascetic monks did not worship any specific gods. They broke up their homes to practice, just to seek inner peace or transcendence of the soul.

They were unkempt, ragged, and carried dead branches and wooden sticks picked up from the roadside, chanting ancient scriptures as they walked. They had to endure what ordinary people thought was painful, such as long-term fasting and water deprivation, enduring extreme heat and cold, and exercising patience and detachment.

Therefore, the existence of ascetics is not uncommon, and there are many in this world.

But the ascetic in front of him...

Lu Heng was surprised, because even with the Netherworld Soul Seal in hand, he did not notice the arrival of this monk.

There was no trace of Taoism in the monk in front of him. Even if he used the Netherworld Soul Seal to check, he could only see a calm and simple soul without divine light.

It seemed that the person behind them was just an ordinary mortal.

Lu Heng jumped off the back of the white wolf and landed on the ground. Then he bowed to the ascetic at the bridge head and said, "I am Lu Heng from Hanyu Mountain. I meet the master."

Lu Heng's proactive greeting startled the ascetic in the distance.

He turned his head and looked at Lu Heng and others on the iron chain bridge, and also saluted with his palms together.

He said: "Thank you for the compliment, fellow Taoist. I am Jiumie, just an ordinary person in the world, and I am not worthy of the title of master."

In the mist, the monk was humble.

On the iron chain bridge, Lu Heng smiled, "Master, you are alone in the mountains, but you also have to go south? If you don't mind, you can go with Lu and others. Not only can you go together, you can also talk about Taoism and exchange with each other... I wonder what the master thinks?"

Lu Heng's initiative to get acquainted made the ascetic monk who called himself Jiumie hesitate for a few seconds, and then he said, "If fellow Taoist doesn't mind that I am a burden, then it will be troublesome."

Lu Heng smiled and greeted him.

After that, the ascetic monk who called himself Jiumie joined Lu Heng and his team.

And just as Jiumie said, he moved slowly, and deserved the title of a burden. With him, Lu Heng and his group moved much slower.

In Huo Feng's perception, Master Jiumie was just like an ordinary person, and he stopped to catch his breath from time to time on the rugged mountain road. But it was not that he wanted to delay deliberately, but that his body really could not bear such a rugged mountain road.

In order to take care of the weak Master Jiumie, Lu Heng and his team also slowed down.

Although Master Jiumie was thin and staggering, like an old man who could be blown away by a gust of wind, Huo Feng and Xiao Ai did not dare to disrespect him.

Because when Lu Heng talked with Master Jiumie with a smile, the content of their conversation along the way was all profound and abstruse cultivation theory for Huo Feng and Xiao Ai.

Xiao Ai was okay, but Huo Feng listened with rapt attention, and even wished that the Master of Nine Destructions would walk slower so that he could listen more to the discussion between the Wolf God and this master.

Master Jiu Mie did not deliberately hide it, and everyone knew that this skinny old monk who seemed frail was actually an expert hermit with profound cultivation.

He just hid his divine power and cultivated his mind, walking around the world with a thin and ordinary body, cultivating his mind through calamities.

When they camped at night, beside the campfire, Lu Heng looked at the howling wind in the mountains and the cold moon in the night sky, and suddenly smiled.

"I wonder if Master knows the magic of thunder?"

Jiu Mie took a deep look at Lu Heng's soul incarnation, then smiled and said, "Please give me some advice, fellow Taoist."

Lu Heng laughed, and with a thought in his mind, he saw strands of dark clouds and mist suddenly appearing out of thin air in the cold moonlight of Zhuilong Mountain.

Those dark clouds gathered quickly after they appeared, and soon, a huge, dark and surging calamity cloud was suspended above everyone's heads.

Among the clouds, the power of thunder appeared faintly.

Huo Feng huddled in the corner, watching this scene with a complicated expression.

Lu Heng said with a smile, "The power of thunder is extremely ferocious. Once it appears in this world, the power of thunder will be difficult to conceal."

"But Lu has gained some insights from his recent practice. Although he cannot hide the power of the thunder, he also has some ideas... Master, please take a look."

After speaking, a blazing white thunder suddenly flew out of Lu Heng's soul incarnation, flew straight into the sky, and exploded loudly in the calamity cloud.

Rumble——

The violent power of robbery and punishment raged in the mountains.

But it seems to be weaker than expected...

When the old monk saw this scene, his eyes lit up and he became interested.

He smiled and said, "So it can still be like this? Although Taoist friend's technique is rough, it is contrary to ordinary techniques. I guess it was derived by Taoist friend on his own?"

Lu Heng nodded and said, "We are still in the exploratory stage. I wonder if Master can give me some advice?"

The old monk in front of him was extremely skilled in the art of concealing spirit and energy. Lu Heng naturally smiled and asked for advice without concealing his motives.

Jiu Mie's curiosity was also aroused, and he smiled and discussed the ferocious power of this thunder with Lu Heng.

For the old monk, it is also a wonderful experience to be able to come into close contact with the Heavenly Punishment Tribulation Thunder, which is rarely seen in ordinary people.

What's more, now he can not only come into contact with the Heaven Punishment Tribulation Thunder, but he can even listen to Lu Heng explain in detail the various peculiarities of the Heaven Punishment Tribulation Thunder.

One was curious about Tianlei, the other was interested in hiding Qi and hiding God... One person and one wolf fell into a passionate discussion.

In the originally quiet Dragon Dragon Mountain, thunder of punishment from heaven flashed by from time to time.

The terrifying thunder light and its ferocious power scared the beasts and birds in the mountains and fled in all directions, not daring to approach the area where the calamity cloud was surging.

The people who were supposed to camp for one night and then set off, stayed in the camp because of this man and one wolf who were intoxicated in the exchange of Taoism and Dharma.

The flashing lightning of Heavenly Punishment Tribulation Thunder flashed in Lu Heng's hand, dissipating from time to time and then reappearing, demonstrating the various wonders of the Tribulation Thunder to the old monk in front of him.